"That's not right, is it.."

You softly smiled, trying not to laugh as your lips quivered, not wanting to hurt his feelings. It appeared as if Shoto hadn't ever touched a knife in his entire life. Despite having his usual stoic expression, he was clearly struggling.

You gently grabbed his hands and helped him cut the chives properly, guiding his delicate hands. He was intrigued by the way you cooked flawlessly, as if you had done it your entire life.

"You.. Make it look too easy. . "

He said in his usual cold tone, his lips pursing together as he leaned over your shoulder, continuing to allow his fingers to be guided by yours.